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Killing me inside

My hands slide on the glass pane
as I remember all the pain
that you have given me
How I will never be free:
From a broken heart
in one big piece
that has become
a million shards:
You drove the glass
into my heart
pulled it down
and ripped me apart:
You said the words
that sliced me in half
and made me walk
down this barren path:
I shut you out
but you come back through
would you let me say
I'm done with you?




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